Went to Chalk the Block this weekend and saw some cool street art! I especially loved the colors.
In the last 10 days I…
…played with puppies at the Puppy Barn in American Fork.
…ate the epitome of decadence at Waffle Love…
…with my homegirl Natalie.
…manned my own booth at the Provo Farmer’s Market.
…documented Nathan eating corn.
To provide some background, my father is a camping/hiking fanatic. Our traditional family vacation is a week-long camping trip in a national park (usually a different one every year). On these camping trips, we hike. And that’s about it. That being said, not only have I hiked hundreds of miles in my lifetime, but my dad has hiked like twenty times that. (In fact, it would be fascinating to tally up how many miles he has hiked in his lifetime.)
Now to Angel’s Landing. I have been hearing about this hike since I was born. According to my dad, this hike is the most spectacular hike he has ever been privileged to traverse because of its unique difficulty and breath-taking vistas at the top. It is even better than Machu Picchu. He would recount his experience hiking Angel’s Landing at every dinner party, every camping trip, and every church function I can remember. (Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but he would talk about it a lot.)
So naturally, when I found out that we were going to St. George for the family reunion, my only real desire for the trip was to be able to finally hike the storied Angel’s Landing trail, since I wasn’t alive to experience it during the original Whitaker family camping trip to Zion National Park 25 years ago. Thankfully, my brothers also wanted to do this hike, so it was a go!
Now I can finally say I hiked Angel’s Landing! I went into it expecting the hike to be super long and scary, so I guess I was pleasantly surprised to find out that it was only 2.5 miles to the top and that the part with the chains and steep drop-offs on either side of you are only on the last half mile. The last half mile was definitely a different kind of hiking than what I have ever done before, and the view was gorgeous. However, my favorite part of the hike by far was doing it with my parents and older brothers. It felt like old times again. (I also enjoyed when my dad took out his massive map on the top and was telling a fellow hiker about all the other trails he hiked 25 years ago in Zion.) Definitely a memorable and worthwhile experience, despite my expectations having been blown out of proportion.
I just got back from a Whitaker Family Reunion. My grandparents rented condos (Thanks!) and we spent a week down in St. George. On the first full day we went to Zion National Park. That was my first time ever going, so it was nice to cross something off the bucket list. We didn’t hike the Narrows at all, but here are some pictures from the Riverside Walk that leads to the Narrows. (I’m not so good at shooting landscapes, so my photography goal for the week was to capture the personalities in my nieces and nephews.)
The day started off with Brooke latching onto my leg trying to avoid sunscreen.
At last she was captured.
Climbin’ Runnin’Packing up the baby
Then we rode on the shuttle to the trail.We saw mountains.
This was Alicia’s first real family reunion. More rocks. Steven came too. Token squirrel picture. They are basically too fat to move.Because they raid people’s bags for food.This map is a relic from 25 years ago when Dad first came to Zion National Park. It’s life-sized.
Mom was also there.At the end of the walk, the kiddos went swimming.
“I’m really wet!!” -Wyatt after requesting to be dunked in the water
Next up – Angel’s Landing!
Right now I have a handful of incohesive thoughts running through my head that I wanted to jot down.
1. Write the book you want to read. Sage advice from Austin Kleon. I was just thinking about this because while I have access to so much information, the content on the Internet bores me real fast. And that is when I want to make my own stuff to put on the Internet.
2. To combat feelings of being unproductive, I like to make lists of things that I did do. Here’s a list of productive things I did today:
- Went to the gym at 6 AM (And saw Elder Christofferson there!!)
- Practiced softball for a couple hours.
- Canceled a freelance job that I couldn’t handle (Burden lifted)
- Toured the residence of Rose Marie Reid, the woman I have been studying all summer for work. (Fun fact: The Osmond family later bought the house and lived there after she passed away)
- Tried out my new tripod and took some sick self-portraits (and edited them and posted one on Instagram). (I don’t know who I picked it up from, but lately I like to use the adjective sick to describe things that are awesome.) I kinda rotate through all my hobbies because I get bored and have to switch it up. It is things like getting a tripod and experimenting with new forms of my hobbies that get me interested in them again.
- Went grocery shopping.
- Made brownies and packed for the family reunion while they were baking.
- Wrote in my journal, took a shower, responded to a long overdue Facebook message, had quality conversation with my roommates, wrote this blog post, worked on planning a storyboard for a film I want to make.
- And I even made time for a nap. Naps are my favorite. I can always make time for a good nap.
2. b. I feel like this list I just made is super pretentious. But, like, this is who I am. It’s amazing how many things you can actually fit into one day if you try. It takes longer to motivate myself to do some of these things than it actually takes to do them.
3. As a bonus for reading through my pretentious list, here is one of my pretentious self-portraits:
I was not expecting to enjoy taking a picture of myself. I just wanted to test out my new tripod and document the fact that I hit myself in the face while playing softball this morning. But, I’m weird and find a busted lip, acne scars, uneven skin tone, and frizzy hair enthralling.
And now my midnight musings come to an end.
There’s something about putting your work up on a wall that makes you feel cool.This is one of the posters I designed hanging up in the BYU Library on the 5th floor. There is another one on the main level right by the security desks when you walk in. Fun stuff.
There’s something about having a lot to write about that makes me not want to write.
But I figured I should update my blog while I was sitting here procrastinating on the Internet.
I got a new job. I am a graphic designer for the exhibit department in the Harold B. Lee Library. It’s awesome. Right now I am helping to install an exhibit in the JFSB. Y’all should go see it sometime. We make the humanities look good. Then we will start designing for the next exhibit that will be on the first floor of the library. (I’m glad I didn’t settle for just putting up posters in the HFAC.)
When I am not working, I am working. I work out at the gym with Stevo every morning. And I have about 4 other side projects that I am currently working on. It’s curious how the number of projects seems to multiply. My “free time” is stuffed to the rafters. (“Free time” is another curious concept. Isn’t all your time free time?)
Welp, that is how I am keeping busy this summer. Just keepin it cool in America.
Let me leave you with a photo I took from a neglected pile of pictures. This was from when Stevo and I roadtripped across America. I think this was taken in Wyoming. I call it Mad-Eye Moody because that is literally the first thing that popped into my head when I saw this picture. I think it is interesting that the bottom of the sunset is nearly the same color as the top.
I did it! Provo Fashion Week has been conquered.
It was quite the experience. I have grand plans in my head of writing a series of very detailed posts about the whole ordeal, from start to finish, but we will see if I ever have time to make that come to fruition. For now, a brief recap and some pictures will suffice.
For those of you who don’t know, I designed and sewed six full outfits (accessories included) for a local fashion show. That’s the summarized version. haha.
Before the models came out on the runway, the audience heard the intro to Circle of Life, which automatically triggered a feeling of anticipation. As the music transitioned into Shakira’s Waka Waka (This Time for Africa), these two heartthrobs walked out.
Notice the reactions of the people in the audience. I was the only designer who had children models, and they definitely stole the show.
They didn’t want to hold hands at first, but they secretly loved it.
This super star wants to be a fashion designer when she grows up.
Funny story. Those shorts were made for me, a 20-year-old girl. He is a 10-year-old boy. Also, he rolled his eyes the whole time on the runway. haha.
My favorite ensemble in my collection.
This one doesn’t have anything to do with Africa, but I really wanted to make a tulle skirt.
And that is my collection!
I made some videos for my film class!
The Incredibles: I added new music and sound effects to the original video.
Peter Pan: I re-cut the original film and changed the genre of the movie by adding a new soundtrack.